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How will you feel when you end up with the same person you were trying to find an escape from? How will you feel when you end up in a one-night stand with your Ex-husband? Her eyes fluttered as she felt the morning cool breeze brushing against her bare body, which was semi-covered with a quilt. Although her eyes felt heavy to even blink, her other senses were high alert. She could hear the bird chirping outside the windows, she could smell a familiar masculine cologne, her body covered with goosebumps with the presence of someone familiar, and her heart beats rapidly on its own accord. That's when her brain registered her surroundings and could recollect her last passionate night with someone who would be her soon-to-be ex-husband. How? When? Why? She mentally slapped herself, but then she couldn't hide the contentment. She felt as if she was complete now. She couldn't stop but feel happy again. Why? Why does she feel like falling in love again? "I see you are still the w***e you were back then," his words broke her little dream she just thought of. "A desperate woman like you, who can with her ex-husband, can no wonder w***e around any men." He said with no remorse. "I did the right thing by divorcing you. How much do you charge for a night?" he smirked, looking at her teary face. "Here! Take extra 200 bucks for the sake of our old times." She vowed never to cry in front of her husband, but what he said just now shattered her soul beyond repair. Her quivering body and hollow eyes didn't hide the agony she felt at that very moment. "Sorry for loving you."

‘Isang gabi. Isang babae. Isang pagkahumaling na nagpabagsak sa pinakawalang-awang boss ng mafia.” Si Kristoff Ortega ay hindi lang isang pangalan; isa itong batas sa madilim na mundo ng mafia. Siya ang hari—malamig, kalkulado, at walang sinumang nabubuhay na nangahas sumuway sa kanya. Ang buhay niya ay nakaayos sa tatlong bagay: kapangyarihan, pera at ang takot na ibinibigay niya sa lahat. Sanay siyang nakukuha ang lahat, at ang mga babae para sa kanya ay mga pampalipas-oras lamang. Ngunit ang lahat ng ito ay nagbago sa isang gabi. Sa isang pagkakataon na hindi niya inaasahan, nakasama niya ang isang misteryoso at napakagandang babae, si Paola. Hindi siya katulad ng iba; may tapang sa kanyang mga mata, isang apoy na tila hindi natitinag sa reputasyon ni Kristoff. Para sa kanya, ang gabing iyon ay dapat sana’y isa lang sa marami—gagamitin at iiwanan. Ang pagnanais na iyon ay mabilis na naging isang mapanganib na pagkahumaling (obsession). Si Kristoff, na laging sanay na siya ang may kontrol, ay nagsimulang maging pabigla-bigla. Ginamit niya ang lahat ng kanyang kapangyarihan upang hanapin si Paola, na tila naglaho sa mundo. Ang pagkawala nito ay isang direktang sampal sa kanyang pagkalalaki at kapangyarihan. Nang sa wakas ay muli silang magkrus ng landas, natuklasan niyang ang babae ay may sariling mga sikreto—mga sikretong maaaring ikapahamak nilang dalawa. Dito nagsimula ang tunay na labanan ng kapangyarihan. Habang sinusubukan ni Kristoff na ikulong at angkinin ang babae sa ilalim ng kanyang dominasyon, mas lalo itong lumalaban. Ang bawat pagtanggi ng babae ay lalong nagpa-alab sa kanyang simbuyo ng damdamin, na humila sa kanilang dalawa sa isang mapanganib na laro ng pag-ibig, selos, at panganib. Ang babae ay naging ang kanyang kaisa-isang kahinaan—isang bagay na natutunan gamitin ng kanyang mga kaaway laban sa kanya.

My brother and I get into a car accident. My heart is ruptured—I need emergency surgery. But my mother, the hospital director, calls every available doctor… to my brother's room. He only has a few scrapes, yet she orders a full-body scan for him while I lie there bleeding out. I beg her to help me, but she snaps, visibly annoyed, "Can't you stop fighting for attention for once? Your brother almost injured a bone!" In the end, I die on the operating table. But after the news of my death breaks, my mother, who has always hated me, completely loses her mind.

Élianor is a young woman whose existence has been a long suffering. Due to her weight, she was the target of mockery her entire life, both within her family and throughout the city. The walls of the school became the stage for her daily and relentless harassment. Her torment reached its peak during a public humiliation, so cruel and violently orchestrated that she found herself covered in an indelible disgrace in the eyes of all. Broken and consumed by shame, she had no choice but to flee this city that had become a hell. Her exile was marked by an additional drama: she left, carrying a child whose paternity she did not know, possibly the result of ultimate violence or a desperate relationship. Five years later, Élianor returns. The timid and wounded girl has disappeared. In her place stands a woman of breathtaking beauty, slim and radiant, possessing a power and authority that cannot be contested. She returns to the land of her former nightmare with a single obsession: to take revenge with cold methodical precision on all those who broke her, and to make the entire city pay the price for its indifference and cruelty.

Elena Bennett, the illegitimate daughter of the Bennetts, was never supposed to matter. The unwanted daughter of a powerful family, hidden away like a dirty secret. But one night—one reckless, alcohol-soaked night—changed everything. Elias Vanguard, billionaire bad boy, notorious womanizer, and a man with enough family drama to sink an empire. Their drunken encounter becomes front-page news, and suddenly, they’re both drowning in a scandal neither of them wants. His solution? A fake marriage to clean up his reputation. Her motivation? The chance to finally claw her way out of the shadows and show everyone who they messed with. But playing house with a man who treats her like dirt wasn't part of the fantasy. Elias brings home his mistresses like it’s nothing, and with every insult, Elena’s heart cracks a little more. Until one day, he shoves divorce papers at her—because his precious mistress is supposedly pregnant. Elena signs the papers, disappears, and rebuilds herself from the ashes. Five years later, she’s a tech powerhouse, running the biggest company in the States, raising her son alone. Meanwhile, Elias is down on his luck, crippled from an accident, and abandoned by everyone he thought he could trust. When fate brings their worlds crashing together again, Elias isn’t the man he used to be. And Elena? Well, she’s the woman he should’ve never let go. But with betrayal, heartbreak, and an empire of her own to protect, forgiveness isn’t on her list of priorities. He wants her back. But this time, Elena's playing by her own rules.

Angelique Sloan was loathed by her parents until their last breath. She wasn’t living such a healthy and productive lifestyle as she endured more than two decades of her existence just by being a mere tool of everyone’s satisfaction. In connection to this, when she managed to break free from the chains of her parents, she sought for a job that can sustain all of her necessities. And that was to become a stripper at a certain bar. Who would Angelique’s first client be? Will there be changes that’s going to occur in her life, now that she has to live by herself? Who’s going to be the luckiest man to have a one night with the seductress?

I gave my heart to a stranger on the worst night of my life. After six years of sacrifice, I was betrayed by my boyfriend proposed to my best friend on our graduation day. An orphan who worked tirelessly to put us through college, I was left with nothing but heartbreak and shame. Drunk, broken, and desperate to forget, I spent one reckless night with a stranger. By morning, he was gone. A month later, I discovered I was pregnant. Eight months later, he returned—not with love, but cruelty. He took my baby from my arms and called me a disgrace. I lost everything. Even my memories. Eight years later, broke and struggling to survive, I applied for a job as a nanny. The moment the door opens, my world shatters. He stands there—richer, colder, more powerful. The man from that night. The father of my child. He knows exactly who I am. He knows the little boy clinging to him is my son. But I don't remember him. I don't remember the child I lost. Now I live under his roof, care for the son I unknowingly gave birth to, and work in the shadow of the man who destroyed my life. As my memories slowly return, so does my strength. And this time, I won't be the one left broken. Because the past isn't done with us yet… And neither is my revenge.

“ไม่รู้ละ ยังไงพี่ต้องรับผิดชอบผม”คืนเดียวที่เธอพลาดเพราะเมากลับกลายเป็นปัญหาใหญ่ เมื่อหมาเด็กวิศวะไม่ยอมจบง่าย ๆ ตัวแม่อย่างโมเน่จะรับผิดชอบเจ้าหมาเด็กนี้ยังไงโปรดติดตาม

Warning!! This book drips with heat, desire, and forbidden pleasure. Explicit content. Strictly for 18+ readers only. One reckless night. One irresistible stranger. One taste of sin that changes everything. They thought it was just lust, raw, intoxicating, and unforgettable. They thought they could walk away when morning came. But desire wouldn't fade that easily…not when the man they gave their body to turns out to be the very one they couldn't have. Her mother’s soon-to-be husband. Her own student, young and untamed. Her dangerously powerful new boss. The forbidden fruit was never meant to be touched, yet once tasted, it leaves them aching for more. Passion deepens, secrets twist tighter, and temptation refuses to let go. A collection of dangerously addictive series: Book 1: One-Night Stand with My Stepfather. Book 2: One-Night Stand with My Student. Book 3: One-Night Stand with My New Boss. If you crave stories that are sultry, scandalous, and impossible to put down, slip this into your library and surrender to the heat.

During the mandatory freshman orientation camp, my skin had flared up with a severe allergic reaction, so I didn't use the plastic washbasin the school handed out. Instead, I opened my suitcase and took out the custom silver basin I had brought from home. My roommate, Louisa Carter, immediately made a snide remark, drawling, "You're really something, huh? Kids from broke families like us are lucky to have any basin at all." I didn't bother responding. I simply pulled out my facial essence to do a cold compress, but she immediately rushed over, slapped the bottle out of my hand, and jabbed a finger at my face. "Bet you get tens of thousands a month for living expenses. You have a sugar daddy, don't you? Don't you feel guilty making your folks work their fingers to the bone back on the farm? People like you don't deserve to be at our school. I'm reporting you to the student counselor." I laughed in disbelief and slapped her. … The next morning, the family photo I'd left on my desk had been slashed to ribbons. Across the back, carved in ink, were the words: 'Daughter of a homewrecker. Go to hell.' I went straight to the police. While officers pulled the dorm security footage, our student counselor and the university president rushed in. The moment the president saw the man whose face had been cut apart in my photo, his legs nearly buckled. He almost dropped to his knees.